At the end of September, Wuquan was closed, and the warm day was empty.

For the first time in nearly six days, the Xiongnu commander Gao Tuang's brows were completely relaxed, because as long as there was a new round of attacks, Wuquan Pass would undoubtedly be broken.

As long as he breaks through, he can stop the chatter of all those who are dissatisfied with him on the grassland, and he can kill the ambition of those wolves who hate to trample him to death.

He is not a calculating person, but this does not mean that he has no grudges, he will never forget the undisguised ridicule of everyone when he asked his father Khan for troops, and he will never forget the contemptuous gaze when he marched into the customs with high spirits.

Be! That's right! What does it matter if the tribes have been resentful of him since the night raid six days ago, and now they hate him for the heavy casualties? As long as the city is broken, they will once again happily lift themselves up to the sky.

The grassland is like this, only the winner is strong!

It's just that whenever he thinks of the dissatisfaction of the tribes against him, and the resentful and cursing gaze cast by the Hasa pig who is close at the moment, he can't help but think of the cavalry commander of the Han army who makes him hate to devour his flesh and bones-

Qin Shen!

Because of this, he was almost forced to retire from the army when he was in Half Moon Valley, and almost set the most humiliating record on the grassland, but......

Qin Shen? What about being famous? It's not that I'm too scared to show up anymore.

From now on, I am the one who wants to shock the grassland! A contemptuous smile escaped from the corner of Gao Tuang's mouth, and he slowly raised his right hand.

"The King of the Right Valley! Please forgive Hasaju for not being able to continue fighting! Looking at the order he was about to give to attack, Hasaju glared angrily, and in this siege, his people suffered six out of ten losses, and the most serious injuries.

"You want to disobey?" Gao Tu Ang turned his head and said gloomily, he had even forgotten to hide his emotions under the upcoming victory.

Hasazhu snorted coldly disdainfully, and retorted: "You are a communiqué personal vendetta!" Even if he is in front of the bill, what can you do to me? ”

When Gao Tu Ang heard this, his eyes were full of ridicule as if he had heard an extremely ridiculous thing, and he said word by word: "Hasazhu, please don't forget, who is the real boss at this moment!" ”

From his threatening words, Hasazhu could see that the cold white teeth in the other party's lips were moving up and down, as terrifying and terrifying as if they were about to choose someone to devour, and immediately understood the other party's meaning, his face suddenly changed unpredictably, and he hesitated and struggled in his heart.

After saying this, Gao Tu Ang no longer cared about him, turned his gaze to the strict and disastrous Wuquan Pass, and slowly waved his arm firmly and victoriously......

"Captain! How good is that? The restless Yang Pu and Yang Zhu rubbed their palms against each other and paced in place for many small circles on the wall, and finally stopped to look at Dou Yi, his face full of six gods and no master.

Dou Yi, who looked at Guan Xia and didn't know what he was thinking, sighed deeply when he heard this, and there was no response, he closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then said helplessly: "Before the war, I thought I could hold on for more than ten days, but who expected that it was only three days, and I was exhausted. ”

"Captain, your subordinates can continue to fight!" The soldier on his side, who took advantage of the brief truce and leaned against the wall battlement with his eyes closed, could only hear the numbers behind him, and suddenly reflexively opened his eyes and stood up straight.

"I don't mean you." Dou Yi patted the other party's shoulder a few times with warm eyes to show relief, and said softly: "Rest for a while, there will be a big battle later." ”

"Hmm." The soldier responded lightly with emotion, but he no longer rested and turned to look outside the gate.

Dou Yi didn't persuade him again, but looked at the scene with a few thoughtful glances, and then lowered his head and fell into silence, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking, but the palm on the wall was unconsciously like a affectionate caress for his beloved woman, all revealing that there was a trace of unwillingness in his heart, and there was also a trace of attachment.

After listening to Dou Yi's previous answer, Yang Pu had never seen him so pessimistic after following Du Wei for nearly ten years, and he was stunned for a moment without knowing what to say, and when he saw him like this at this moment, he couldn't help but persuade: "In this case, Du Wei might as well make plans as soon as possible." ”

"Intended?" Dou Yi whispered without replying, and after a moment, he turned his caress into a light knock and asked lightly: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Even if it's ......" Yang Pu paused again and again, and said with a heart: "Even if you retreat to the county seat, it's okay." ”

Dou Yi shook his head in disagreement, and muttered: "Zhong Yan, you and I have been friends for more than ten years, how can I not know that you are thinking about me, but the border passes cannot be guarded, what is the use of a small county town?" ”

Saying that, he sighed, completely detached from his thoughts, turned his gaze to the sword light and the strict formation, and said with a solemn expression: "Besides, even if I retreat to the county seat, can I run past the Hun Iron Cavalry?" Even if I finally run past the Hun Iron Cavalry, what face will I have to endure in the world when I see the mourning all over the field? ”

In the face of his rhetorical question, Yang Pu also knew that what the other party said was indeed true, and he was speechless for a while, and then turned unwillingly and said: "Is there no room for the war to turn around?" ”

"Yes!"

Just when Yang Pu was excited by the sudden turn of momentum, he only heard Dou Yi proudly continue: "Just wait for Ziyi to lead the army later, it is still unknown who will kill the enemy and me!" ”

"Him?" The little spirit that Yang Pu had just mentioned instantly poured down, and he looked at him like a monster for a moment, and then he sneered a few times with an incomprehensible meaning, and said angrily: "Du Wei actually counts on him!" If he really had a heart, he would not have been unable to even receive half a cent of news in the days since the successful attack on the camp six days ago, and I think he probably saw that the situation was not good, and fled with his troops. ”

Dou Yi shook his head disapprovingly, and denied: "Zhong Yan has also been stationed at the border for a long time, and when he knows that the wolves are dormant, it is not because he is afraid and afraid, but because he is waiting for the fatal opportunity of that blow. ”

After a slight pause, his eyes looked at the deep grassland: "I believe he will definitely come!" And it wasn't long after! ”

"I hope so!" Yang Puyan said casually and casually, but he was angry at his idea of self-deception, paused, and finally couldn't help but say fiercely: "Since Du Wei is so determined, why is he so gloomy!" ”

"Gloomy?" Dou Yi looked back at the prime minister with a surprised face, and said with relief between his eyes: "I'm just thinking about how I will respond to Ziyi later." ”

Really? Looking at the other party's unpretentious conviction, Yang Pu didn't know what to say for a while, and the relatively wordless closing the wall was only filled with a depressing atmosphere of imminent war, which made him bored.

Will he really come? Faced with the last straw that may exist, Yang Pu suddenly became a little shaken.

For Qin Shen, as a clerk in charge of the army, the two often intersect, and after months of contact, Qin Shen also left an image of humility and politeness in his heart, however, everything is just an ordinary period, when a person really faces life and death, will he still be the same?

Will it? Yang Pu raised his eyes and looked into the distance outside the pass, but there was nothing in the depths of the grassland except for the falcon that swirled in the air like a hun waiting for the final blow.

It won't come! Just when he was extremely disappointed, disappointed and frustrated, he seemed to see the Hun boss slowly raise his arm, and suddenly couldn't help but stretch out his hand and exclaimed: "Du Wei!" See! ”

Dou Yi nodded solemnly to show that he knew, and slowly raised his arm accordingly.

Standing on a high place, he had been watching the coach's movements intently, and when he saw the signal, he tightened his hand and made the flag more and more, and when the arms of the two coaches fell suddenly, the flag waved endlessly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The drums on the wall rained down again.

Woo......

Dozens of Huns sounded the horn of attack together.

Hundreds of Huns who were ready to go, and who had just been rotated into battle and had full of physical strength, got the order, and with a shout, they bowed and pushed the door crashing car made of giant wood to rush towards the gate.

Driven by dozens of soldiers on the ground floor, more than a dozen pulleys slowly approached the city wall over the corpses and dirt-filled trenches that had not had time to be cleaned up.

It was followed by the ladder cart used to climb the city, and there were thousands of Hun archers who bit scimitars next to them, only to suppress the Han army with arrows after reaching the firing range, and then climbed the ladder to the wall to give the Han army the final fatal blow.

Listening to the sound of trumpets and war drums sounding again inside and outside the pass, the Han army, who had been resting on the wall for less than half an hour, quickly straightened up, raised the longbow, moved the rolling wood, prepared the fire oil, and boiled the hot pot, everything was so orderly.

When everything was ready, the cold eyes of the waiting guard looked at the slowly approaching Hun army, and the face full of resoluteness was inevitably a trace of tragedy after all.

They had been fighting for days on end, physically and mentally exhausted, and now they were running out of arrows.

In the face of this predicament, they also had a little confusion, what happened to the current big man? Why is the former exorcism gone? And where did the big man who shared weal and woe go?

They don't understand the ghosts and ghosts in the court, they don't understand the changes of the times at this time and that time, and they don't understand the careful calculations of various forces, and at this moment, they don't have time to take care of this.

They only know that behind them is their brothers and sisters, their fathers and old hometowns, they only know that the foundation of the Han Dynasty for hundreds of years cannot be destroyed in their own hands, they only know that even if it is death, it is also-

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the soul of the Han cannot be lost!

The sore arm that moved slightly, tightened the palm of the bow again, and wound the arrow, which was not triggered, and slowly raised it to look at the sky......

On the blue sky, a faint crescent moon accompanies the return of the sun.